It was a very cold day on the Upper West Side of Manhattan. I had been looking forward to this day for about 3 weeks once the doctor told me. "Sean is coming on February 5." It wasn't the greatest pregnancy and I spent the last four weeks on bedrest. February 5...I couldn't wait!
My baby boy turns five today. It has gone so fast and I know...it just gets faster. Happy Birthday, Bubby. I love your competitive spirit (where did he get that from?) and your desire to learn new things all the time. I love your sweet smile, how you twist your hair, and the way you still like me to give you a "squishy hug." You'll always be my baby boy...I love you...
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